This is a song about "Your bad at rapping"

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Cuz when your rapping nothing can go wrong

I be rapping at you niggas like a lampoon

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

You can win when your rapping like that

Baby all i do is rap

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Don't be ashamed if your raps feel likes its bad

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true